“The sound of the freezing of snow over the land seemed to roar deep into the earth. There was no moon. The stars, almost too many of them to be true, came forward so brightly that it was as if they were falling with the swiftness of the void. As the stars came nearer, the sky retreated deeper and deeper into the night color. The layers of the Border Range, indistinguishable one from another, cast their heaviness at the skirt of the starry sky in a blackness grave and somber enough to communicate their mass. The whole of the night scene came together in a clear, tranquil harmony.” IfsEnoughWholeEarthTogetherNightFallStarsSoundClearSkyLandColorSceneMoonMassHarmonyCastsCommunicateDeeperGravesSnowBeing TrueRangeBordersVoidLayersSkirtsBlacknessTranquilFreezingHeavinessSomberSwiftnessStarry Sky Book:Snow Country Source: Snow Country
“And all the woods are alive with the murmur and sound of Spring, And the rose-bud breaks into pink on the climbing briar, And the crocus-bed is a quivering moon of fire Girdled round with the belt of an amethyst ring.” SoundBreakFireAliveBedMoonSpringRoseRoundsWoodsRingsClimbingBeltsBudBriarsAmethystCrocusesRose Buds Book:Poems Source: Poems
“While she could hardly fathom what had just happened to her that night, she reached some conclusions before she fell asleep, certain things now made perfect sense; Moon River didn't sound so syrupy, mistletoe wasn't such a bad idea, and perhaps dating was not such a frivolous waste of time after all.” MadeIdeasNightCertainSoundPerfectHappenedMoonWasteRiversDatingConclusionWasting TimeBad IdeasFrivolousFathomMistletoe Author:E. A. Bucchianeri